Alan Garrison, who Lauren has turned down for a date

Alan Garrison stared as Lauren entered. He was sad to say he'd missed her earlier exposures. He was greatly jealous hearing the story from the people in the apartment complex. They'd all gotten to see Lauren, the hottest girl in the apartment complex naked! There was some talk about her not living up to expectations, but Alan didn't know what that could mean. He'd been dreaming of seeing Lauren naked for years!

ALan had asked Lauren out as soon as she moved into the apartment complex he ran. Lauren, intrigued by this slightly older gentlemen (Alan was 30 to Lauren's 20) who obviously had a fair amount of money. They had gone on one date, but Alan had moved a little too fast. Okay, he'd tried to cop a feel while they were at dinner. Lauren, horrified, had thrown a drink in his face and told him off.

Since then, things between them had been testy, to say the least. Alan had apologized, but Lauren still called him a sleaze, sometimes to his face. Alan tried to respect her space, but found her so appealing it was quite difficult! And now he'd missed the chance to see her naked!

He was quite willing to let a few bitter neighbors have the spare key to Lauren's apartment and steal her clothes. Why not? He owed her nothing, and was excited to see where this would go.

"Garrison!" Lauren said from the doorway. She always called him by his last name, but no 'MR.' ahead of it. No respect, it indicated.

"Hello Lauren!" Dr. Grant stared. In the gown Lauren was showing more skin then he'd ever seen, which wasn't saying much. The gown stopped mid thigh, showing her legs down to her bare feet. He stared for a second. Lauren, feeling exposed, clutched the gown shut behind her.

"My clothes have been stolen!" Lauren said.

"Oh dear, that's quite serious!" Alan feigned innocence.

"I want to call the police!" Lauren said. "I bet it was someone in this apartment complex!"

Oh dear, Alan thought. That wouldn't do at all!

"Well, that makes sense!" Alan smiled. "But, don't you want something to wear? That gown looks pretty drafty."

His remark made Lauren fidget with the gown.

"That... makes sense..." Lauren agreed.